This is my first blog so I hope I am doing it right. I guess I will just start with an introduction? I got my band on 10/13. I did not have a pre-op diet. My insurance refused to pay for any WLS so I had to go self-pay which has been extremely difficult. My starting weight was 273 lb. I am embarrassed to say I gained 10 pounds after deciding to have WLS. I felt that every meal was my last and went hog wild. I am six weeks post op and have lost 33 pounds so far. Today was my first fill. It was very exciting. My doctor did not use anything to numb the site and I was terrified but then he stuck the needle directly into my port the first time. I DID NOT FEEL A THING! I find this very strange. I feel like I should have felt something, even if it was only a pricking sensation but I did not. He put in 6 cc and told me to be on liquids for 48 hours. I can't wait to eat food and see if I feel any restriction. Thank you for letting me share. I have been obsessively watching every youtube video and every blog on this site that I can get my hands on and finally got up the courage to make my own.
thanksgiving arrives the day i was dreading, I enjoyed myself i dranked alot of wine, eat a slice or 2 of pie through out the day. and ate some of everything that was cooked but in moderation. enjoyed my family but now im back to reality to exercise and restriction. speaking of restriction i had my fillon nov, 18 and I feel no restriction i called my doctor and he told me to come in dec, 6 for more cc's lord knows i need it. hurry dec 6:blink:
I finally decided that, for myself at the minimum, I needed to document my journey!!!! So, here we go:
Life moves fast. I blinked and here it is 2010. I don't know where the last 7 years have gone....it all moves so fast. Just as my decision to have WLS. I have always been completely against bariatric surgery. My mom has brought it up to me several times in the past few years, and each time I definitively shut her down the moment she brings it up. Something changed in me in September. I don't know what or why, but I started researching Lap Band. I called a couple of surgery centers and became increasingly more scared at the multitude of tests required before surgery. I met with one office to actually sit with someone and discuss the procedure, the testing, etc. I was completely at peace. I knew this was the right place for me. I went home and discussed what I had learned with my DH and my mom and both of them were supportive in my decision. The next day I called my insurance company to ask about that option and was told that my insurance didn't cover it. What was I going to do now? This was way more money than I had immediately available. I called my mom and she told me not to worry, we would work that out, just proceed with the consultation appointment to see if I even liked the doctor. So, I did. My consultation was on 10/14/2010. There were some things that stood out as weird, but I liked the doctor and the office staff, well they were less than to be desired, but they weren't the ones responsible for my care.
We left on vacation for 2 weeks so I could sit with this and decided what I really wanted to do. Could I even afford it? How long would the recovery take? Could I be out of work for that long? What would my life be like? Would I tell my family or not? I had a lot of questions to contemplate. So many things during that vacation reaffirmed my decision to proceed with surgery. So, we scheduled for the week of Thanksgiving that way we wouldn't have to take a full week off, but only 3 days.
I started my pre-op diet on 11/8 and it wasn't as bad as I thought. Two weeks of protein only, I could do it!! The day of my surgery I was down 12 pounds and couldn't be happier. Surgery day was scary! I had to be at the hospital at 0500. It was so early that no one was in the lobby or the admitting area Once we finally got checked in, things went pretty quick. I was taken to the outpatient surgery room and checked in there. They gave me a gown and the ugly booties and the hair net. I tried to put the gown on, but it was too big. I asked for a smaller one and for the first time, could actually see myself as a skinny person!!!! I changed gowns, put on the ridiculous booties and laid in the bed. The nurse was great. She was very talkative, calming and patient. I was very nervous as was my hubby. I don't like needles, so the IV was interesting, she did WONDERFUL!!!! After that, it seems like things just went into super speed. I met with the anesthesiologist, told him that I refused to throw up, so he needed to do something to make sure that didn't happen. He joked with me a bit then told me I would get some happy juice to relax me and they would take me to the OR. I also expressed my desire to go to my own bed 4 hours after surgery. He kept saying "we'll see" and I said "No, I don't think you understand. 4 hours pot op and I am outta here!!!!!" Again, he laughed at me and with that he was moved on to the next patient.
My surgeon came in after that and was confused as to which patient was first, so he started talking to the other one first. The nurse came over to me and asked what was going on. She apparently was as clueless as I was....weird. Once the doctor talked to me, the nurse asked me if I had to use the restroom. I didn't so they gave me the happy juice and wheeled me to the OR. I didn't even get to say good-bye to my husband. Once in the OR, I only remember them asking me to move to the operating bed and then placing a huge mask on my face. I remember I couldn't breathe, I was panicking......
Then I woke up crying in the recovery room. I was so out of it, I remember trying to sit up, the nurses were holding me down. I asked them to hold my hands, they asked why and I said I didn't know. Coming out of the anesthesia was scary. I was so tired, yet scared because I didn't know where I was. I wasn't in pain except for when I tried to sit up (duh). At some point I was taken back to the outpatient area because I told them I didn't want a room, I wanted to go home. I remember looking at the clock for the first time at 10:30. One of the outpatient nurses asked me if I wanted some water and apparently I told her no, that I was sleeping. It wasn't until later (like Wednesday) that my husband told me I barked it at her, to which I claim no responsibility as I was under the influence of narcotics!!!! They kept waking me up every few minutes for temperature, blood pressure, water. I was so irritated. I just wanted to sleep. At 12:10 I had enough, so I asked for my clothes, got dressed and walked to the bathroom. Other than being really sleepy and a bit loopy, I was beginning to feel better. At 12:20, the anesthesiologist came in and looked in my bed (I was standing next to it) and said "are you the patient? Holy crap" I said yes and asked if something was wrong. He said no, just that I wasn't kidding about the 4 hours. He then asked my hubby if I threw up and I said no. He laughed and said "thank goodness, I was worried!!!!".
I was DC'd at 12:30 exactly 4 hours post op and at home by 1:15. I slept for most of the day on Monday. Don't remember much of that afternoon/evening. I had trouble sleeping that first night because I am a side sleeper and both of my sides hurt. Port side hurt more than the other, but neither one was comfortable. I finally had to add a bunch of pillows to "sit up" in bed so I could sleep. Tuesday was better. I was in some pain and took 2 pain pills total. Doctor suggested I split them in half so I wouldn't get sick and it turns out that was just enough pain medication for me. So, I slept on and off for most of that day. I did feel like I wanted to get out of the house, so my mom took me to the store so DH could have a break. I think I walked around the store for about 45 minutes, and that was plenty. I came home and took my nap Later Tuesday night I had some random nausea. I'm not sure where it came from, so I took and anti-nausea pill and my last pain med and went to bed.
Wednesday was great. DH had to go to work for a bit, so mom sat with me, just in case. I didn't need any pain meds or nausea meds. I even stayed up all day without a nap! I was feeling so good!!!!! I couldn't believe it. I was 2 days post op and had minimal pain. Was this just luck? I was so happy. Oooooo, then the shoulder pain started. I didn't know what was going on, but it was accompanied with chest pain. I broke down and called the doctor. This was the first time I had talked to him since the surgery. I told him what was going on and he said he thought it was the port tubing and I should be fine in a few days. WTH? So, I dealt with it, since it was almost bed time, I just decided I would ride it out and go to bed.
Thursday (Thanksgiving) was good. I woke up feeling good, I had a bit of a cough, but it was only upon waking. I blamed it on the change of weather here. It got super cold at night and we left the window cracked. I had decided on Wednesday that I would stay home for Thanksgiving dinner because I didn't want to be tempted. My DH and the kids were gone for about 7 glorious hours!!! I caught up on TiVo, took a nap because I could, ate some more YUMMY protein shakes and checked out some Lap Band Discussion Boards. Everyone was happy!
Friday was a lazy day. DH wasn't feeling well, and neither were the kids. So everyone just wanted to sit around and be lazy. I wanted to get stuff done, Christmas decorating, cleaning, preparing for the holidays. Alas, that didn't happen. We all just hung out around the house.
Saturday we cleaned the garage. I think I over did it. We worked from 11:00 - 4:00 straightening up decorations, pulling out what we were going to put on the house, doing laundry, donating items to our local charity, etc. I mostly supervised, but I have a hard time not helping. I was sore on Saturday night and probably stayed up too late. I developed an insomnia feeling, not tired at midnight, but had been up since 0530. I finally forced myself to go to bed and had a great night's sleep!
Sunday, I woke up with a sore throat, cough and stuffiness. It appears the cold has made it's way to my system. I don't like to be sick. I usually get really sick, especially since I can't take my supplements. So, I rested all day yesterday. DH finished the garage, prepared all of our Christmas decorations (he's waiting for me to feel better so we can put them up as a family like every year), then we went to dinner with my parents. This is the first time I have been out to dinner and out of the house since surgery. I was able to order a broth based soup (broth only) and could only get about 1/4 of it down. That was interesting. I've noticed that some days I can get my protein in, some days not so much.
Today is one week post op and I am down 20 pounds since I started the pre-op diet. The highlight of this week (aside from the weight loss) is that I was able to get my wedding rings on for the first time in 5 years. I was elated. I decided to try them on last night before we left for dinner just to see where I was at as far as the weight loss. I didn't take measurements, I haven't changed clothing sizes yet, I can't see the difference in my body, just see numbers on a scale which doesn't mean a lot. I couldn't wear them for a long period of time because my fingers are still a bit pudgy. When I slipped the rings on, I felt the rush of excitement I haven't felt since my wedding day. I can't believe it's only been a week since surgery, that I feel this great (other than the icky cold) and I have lost what I have.
I don't know why I waited so long to have this surgery, but I am not looking back. I will not regret the time wasted, I choose to focus on my future and the exciting adventures that await me! I'm lucky to have such a great support system. I couldn't have done any of this without them and for that I am forever thankful. I have made the decision that I am not going to tell anyone that I had the surgery. The only people that know are my DH (obviously), my mom, and my boss (because I needed the time off). That's it. I don't want to live up to anyone elses expectations or limitations. I don't want anyone saying "you shouldn't eat that" or "didn't you have bariatric surgery, what do you mean you only lost xx pounds" or "well, you only lost the weight because you had surgery. It's not like you did anything" or any of the other negative comments that come out of people's mouths.
Here is to the skinny life ahead! I'm excited to be a loser
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I had my surgery exactly 7 days ago and I'm doing well. I'll admit I'm ready to eat though. I just started introducing small amounts (2 oz) of solid food – right now just charro beans and 1 tsp of rice. IT WAS AWESOME! I really got pretty sick of the protein shakes and found it more and more difficult to get the calories and protein I needed because I just would rather not "eat" than drink one more shake. I've been exhausted and easily wiped out because of this. So I'm very relieved to be eating a little now. I think I can continue w/ the shakes for a while if they are supplement not the major source of my calories and other nutrients.
Since the beginning of November, I have lost 29 lbs. (9 of that post surgery). The first 20 was thanks to that liquid diet for 12 days prior to surgery and me cutting back getting ready for the liquid diet.
I've been too tired to exercise but I know I must. I think my energy level will increase each day I'm eating now.
Anyone considering this procedure...go through the process and don't take shortcuts. Do what they tell you to do even if you don't really understand why. As you go through all of this, it will make sense and you'll be glad you took each step one step at a time.
If I can help anyone, please feel free to message me. I'll post again after post-op doctor visit later this week.
Happy Banding!
I'm still on shakes, doing ok 80 percent of the time, but it was windy and cold on my walk yesterday, and all I wanted was some soup! Thought about blenderizing some bean soup I have in the pantry with extra water to make a thick broth...and then, I thought again. And I drank my shake. brrr.
WHY? I comitted to myself and my doctor to a certain plan of eating pre and post op in order to make this surgery a success. This includes sticking to the foods that will allow my body to heal, and then, eating what the nutritionist has prescribed in order to allow my body to lose weight. WHY WOULD I MESS WITH THAT? I just spend 10,500 dollars and risked general anestesia in order to get "the band". NOW I have the tool, and I've got to do my part.
I get very confused when I read on the boards and see in the chat rooms members encouraging other members to "cheat" or start certain types of food before the dr given the green light. WHY would a person risk stretching out the pouch or damaging the band in this way? AND, isn't "cheating" what got us into this mess to begin with? I am by no means perfect. I'm sure I will have my days of overeating and slider foods, and I'm just now getting into banster hell, where I'm hungry but have no restriction. But I came into this procedure with the full knowledge that the first few months were ON ME, so to speak, or were my responsibility. I saw a member post, "I didn't get the band so I would have to diet" DID YOU READ ANYTHING HERE BEFORE HAVING THE SURGERY? EVERY successful member I've read has followed some sort of reduced and healthier eating plan, along with exercise. AND EVERY member I've seen struggle has been lax about following dr. and nutritionist reccomendations.
I've read a lot of peoples stories, and have tried to see what is the difference between the bandsters who are at goal and the bandsters who have been banded for a few years and still struggle, and the difference is not the dr or the band, but the PERSON and PERSONAL choices. I write this not in judgement, but as a reminder to myself, to help me learn from the experiences of others...THIS IS MY JOURNEY, and if I want to be successful, REACH GOAL, and ultimately have the band work for me, I have to do a great deal of the work.
Which is why I had a protein shake when I wanted bean soup. Small I know, but it's a start.
Hello all,
I am so excited about the journey of the lap band however; I have mixed feelings about telling my family and friends that I have decided to take this route. I said this because this summer June 2010; I had a breast reduction and everyone thought I was being so vain. I loved my breast deductions but, it made me see how much I really need to lose weight. Thanks to my reductions, I now look 7 months pregnant. LOL
I have so many questions! This website seems to be very helpful.
Ok so, I'm one week out of surgery and I'm guessing the swlling is under control because food seems to be able to pass through just fine now...I'm not liking this because I don't want to fall off this wagon. I liked the restriction and was doing so well (down 21 in 3 weeks)...After all this I don't want to even gain 1 pound...How long do we HAVE to wait to get a fill? I'm calling my clinic this week because I'm scheduled for Dec 22 (that's just too far away)...Anyone had a fill right after they got banded???
My second fill comes tomorrow....maybe...most likely. I currently have 3 cc's in my band. The first four days were extremely hard to get anything down without getting stuck (after my first fill). Now, I see that I can still eat breads (small bites....thanks to Thanksgiving!). I don't have anything in the way of restriction, so I really have to watch my portion sizes. I have also been doing awesome with not drinking for a half an hour after I eat. That has been so hard! I am currently down to 301.8, after being stalled for a month. Thanksgiving also went pretty well. I grabbed a salad plate and just put a small portion on it of foods. I don't think I allowed myself alot of food at all. Yesterday, I took my son and daughter to lunch with my parents. Lunch was a bowl of steak soup. I was only able to eat about half of it and my daughter ate the other half. I do find I feel tighter in the mornings. I would love to feel restriction, but it is not so bad where I'm at right now. i can tell the band is helping. While I don't feel restriction, I do find the food stays with me longer, which I love. We'll see what the doctor says tomorrow. Until next time....hopefully, I can soon report that I am under 300!
So tomorrow is the Banding date. YIKES!!!! lol, i am nervous but not thinking about it but i am also excited...so the excitement outweighs the nerves. i am just mostly worried about the unknown part of the surgery and the afterwards affects. eventhough we had to take a class at the hospital as the hospital has a bariatric center, it was very interesting. the nurse admin walked us thru the day from the moment we arrive to the moment we go home. i just wonder how the meals are going to be. i pretty much loaded myself on anything i could think of prior to tomorrow...lol..we are only on 1 day preop preparation and on clear fluids. its been hard knowing i can't eat anything and can just imagine those that were on the preop diet for weeks prior to surgery. i feel for you guys. well i look forward to the new me and making new friends on here. i am sure we will become very friendly in the near future. wishing you all the best....
Another new face with the same story.
My name is Erin. I live in Indiana. I'm 25. I've been married for 3 years as of Nov 2. I have a disgustingly cute, 100 lb "puppy" named Roxie and a Ball Python, Solomon. I am an army wife (National Guard actually) and I am a transcriptionist at a local specialty doctors clinic. That's me in a nutshell.
I've been overweight most of my life. I've struggled with diets and exercise throughout my life. My mom was a dieter and tried to drill it into me, obviously, that didn't go to plan. I've lost weight before but it always comes back. I get too comfortable in life and then it all goes down hill from there. I'm sure everyone knows what I'm talking about.
I decided to get Lap Band surgery about 2 years ago, but I lost my insurance and there is NO WAY I could ever afford this surgery on my own. Well soon, I'm hoping, I will be getting on my husband's TriCare insurance and the first thing I do will be finding a new doctor (because I don't really like my current one, and I prefer a female) and getting an appointment to see someone about Lap Band.
I'm terribly excited about this whole situation. I am trying not to get my hopes up just in case something falls through (even though I know that I qualify because I am 5'5" and 288 lbs). My parents (who are divorced) are both oddly supportive of this decision (I would assume it's because they've witnesses my struggle). My friends, mostly, are not. Like I've read from other people's posts on the message board, some people tell me I'm "not big enough" or they make you feel like you are lazy or taking the easy way out. I've learned to just not talk to them about my decision. My husband is not completely okay with the idea, but he supports me because he knows that it will make me happy, which right now I am not (and it's probably driving him crazy, bless him).
So that's my story thus far. I am currently waiting to get a hold of some paperwork to get signed up for some insurance. I'm hoping it won't take too long after that!
<FONT face="Comic Sans MS">So I finally start this whole process of preparing mentally, physically and emotionally for finally winning this war of my flub and all I have been hearing from everyone around me is negativity. The main thing I am hearing is how I dont need the surgery, that I'm not "big". Uhhuh. Right, because fitting in a size 16/18 is healthy for me? Oh and my knee is the size of a softball from arthritis swelling not because of my weight but from some other issue? Not so much. I'm frustrated. I'm angry and hurt. Why is it so hard for people to be either neutral and not say anything or maybe a little good luck! on your journey? Sheesh. I have my date for surgery on December 14th and I'm finding my mood to be more on the darker side than I expected. I'm not sure why. The only thing I can think of is I'm disappointed its so far away? I can not begin to explain how I do not want to feel like a failure, especially to my child. She is going to be 12 and I don't know how to tell her mommy is having surgery because she can't get skinny on her own. This all stems back to my coworkers telling me I don't need the surgery and my daughter feeling (possibly) that I am a failure for needing surgery. Its not like I WANT to be sliced open! My Lord! Not everyone is so negavtive about this though. My mom started telling me to get the surgery when my BMI was about a 30.
It’s day 6 of my pre-op diet and I have never been more depressed in my life. I never knew food could have such an impact on a person. I don’t ever feel the urge to eat anything unhealthy, I just crave some type of solid consistency. I have always been a picky eater, but right now, I would submit my stubbornness for the taste of a solid. It’s so frustrating because no one knows what I’m going through. My family members continue to eat amazing food around me as the strong smells float through the air of my house. I feel like I have never cried so much in my life. I feel so angry and sad yet hopeful. I never want to feel this way in my life again. For the rest of my life, whenever I reach for something that is not good for me, I will think of this time. This has honestly been the hardest week of my life.
Shopping with my friends the other day was the worst. I was starving so badly. It was Black Friday and the mall was busy with holiday cheer. Besides the fact that I felt like a fat slob walking around with my gorgeous friends, nothing was worse than sitting in the food court chomping down on some of my favorite foods. So I did what any rational person would do - I cheated. Not as bad as you think though. I ate soup with some solid pieces of chicken breast and a few noodles. Then I had a yogurt and water. I tried my best to stick to it as much as possible.
After that, I walked into every store and watched my skinny friends try on beautiful clothing. I’ve never felt more out of place in my life. So I did what every fat girl does - I looked in the accessories section. My whole adult life that’s what I’ve done. It’s how I fight the embarrassment that I can’t fit into these clothes. I watched and was the “supportive friend” helping them look for outfits as I desperately wanted to be with them in the fitting room. Instead, I was holding their shopping bags and they fit their skinny selves into a size 2.
Don’t get me wrong, I have the greatest friends in the world who have been so supportive. They ask me everyday how I’m feeling and sit with me on the bench as I get tired from lack of food. One thing about this pre-op diet is that it sure takes the energy out of you. I don’t think I have ever slept this much in my life. And sleeping seems to be my new favorite hobby. You can’t feel hungry when you sleep.
I always like to end things on a positive note - the note being this: I WILL NEVER BE FAT AGAIN! I will be skinny, and next year at this time, I will be trying on dresses with my friends in the fitting room. It might not be a size 2, but it sure won’t be a size 20. For once in my life, I would love to be a single digit in size that doesn’t go on my feet!
PS - Incase you're wondering, the only thing that has kept me going is that during this pre-op diet, I've lost 11 pounds. I know it's probably all water, but it's 11 pounds that I don't ever have to carry with me again!
I haven't blogged for a while,, wow this site has changed a bit.
I have had one of the worst days here in a while and I know as I write this that in the grand scheme of things it is nothing absolutly nothing but I need to write it somewhere so it leaves me for a minute. Hubby has been away working since August and not really that contactable as phones drop out and coverage and ..... Kids are beginning to drive me nuts and little things with them that generally get piffiled away are getting yelled at, my family are, to be fair not all of them.. have said some pretty unforgivable things to me with other members saying don't worry about it. Well you do don't you. being trodden all over and still expected to be all smiley and accomodating, Walked out of job this morning, after being treated like crap all week, and am so tired i could lay down and not bother to get up again and allthis crap has made the band so tight nothing for me tonite....
The silver lining is....
Ayear ago I would of put up with all the sh**$t.
But Laying in bed going over everything again and agian as you do I realised , I dont have to take it, I am deserve better than that, and for the first time ever I mean it, I actually believe it.
How to deal with it all , who knows????????????????????????????? Right now i don't think i even care.
AND it feels better just to put it out there
Cheers Chooky
OK...so yesterday, my bandages came off of the bellybutton area. I was feeling around, and there is a marble sized lump next to my bb. Is this my port? I know the surgeon told me it was to be on my left side up high under my ribs, and I thought I had felt some discomfort there as well. Is it a cyst full of toxic puss waiting to burst into my system? That's my current theory. AGGGGG. I don't have an appt til Wed, and I feel GREAT. Just freaking out about a lump! Did he leave part of a sponge in there? or Part of the laproscope? lol. I'm sure it's all find, I'm just a wierdo. A lumpy wierdo.
Had two protein shakes yesterday, and some broth and jello. all went down well and not experiencing any physical hunger yet. Yesterday was the first day I've had head hunger. Just wanting to CHEW something. But not terrible, I journaled and turns out, I'm just worried about getting everything done in time for the end of the semester, and working full time. School and work keep me pretty stressed, and I like to CHEW away my stress. NO MORE though!
Went to my son's varsity basketball game yesterday, as well as running some errands. It felt great. I've missed two of his games feeling "fat" and isolating in my food, but a big committment to myself about this band was to stop isolating. Turns out, no one cares how big I am, no one even paid much attention to me! apparantly, the world does not revolve around my size or weight, and people at a basketball game are actually most interested in what's going on on the court.
Starting to live, just a little, and it's all good.
Live wild,
L
Never thought I would blog! But here I am,,,new to the site and about 6 weeks post-op. First fill delayed due to traveling...will get it on Dec 1st. Ok! So I am almost twenty pounds down...starting weight 242, now about 225. My problem is this...I think I am "tight"???? It hurts to eat, I can feel the food moving down with sharp pains like it can't get down all the way, I have also found that I cant get fluids down at all if I have eaten...but I have not had a fill...what did I do wrong??? I cant recall a instance that I got something stuck?? I have been able to eat just about anything now...yikes! I know it's most likely something I have done!
ugh..ive been at such a stand still...and it is totally my fault..its gotten so cold i havent walked and i havent gone to the gym. im stuck at 216 right now. i have a drs appt on monday afternoon..last month i was 220..so my dr will be proud to see ive gone down a lil..but i think i was just bloated and stuff that day i saw her bc within a day or 2 i was back at 216 and have been there ever since. NOT GOOD!! i have to kick myself starting tomorrow..i need to do something..i feel like im getting lazier and lazier..this is wat happens to me in the winter. monday night i think im going to attempt to go swim at the gym..if not then def..no matter what..walk at night. i have to take control right now!! grr..so fustrated!!
Did anyone's band ever slip, and if so, what did the pain feel like? I was doing fine and it has been almost 1 month since I've been banded, but I am having so much pain in my left side. Like a constant pinch. Is this normal?
Took a shower exactly 48 hours post op, and man oh man, did it feel GOOD! Had a little trouble shaving my legs (found a big strip i completely missed!) but other than that, all was well. Went out shopping last night, and went to Pei Wei with BF for dinner. I told the man taking our order (who was the manager) that I was having some "tummy trouble" no further explination, and could I please have a cup of the wonton soup broth. They were so nice, and accomidating! Clear broth with a touch of lemongrass. YUMMMMY. AND, the manager sent out a "to go" portion to our table before we left and said he hoped I got to feeling better soon. All you have to do is ask with a smile, and people are usually more than willing to help out!
Weight wise, down 3 lbs since surgery, (one lb a day) but I start proteins today, and don't expect to see losses that quickly anymore. I was basically taking in no calories during the clear liquid stage. I can honestly say, this is the first Thanksgiving in which I have ever lost weight. Something to be thankful for.
So...today starts protein shakes until my post op appt on wed Dec 1. Then the dr will check me out and recommend what's next. More protein or mushies I assume. I feel really good, just a little tender around incision. (I had the spider procedure, and only have one incision thru the belly button.) Google it! It's way cool.
Emotionally, I've been trying to journal or blog, and have kept a grip on things. Find myself being more vocal about feelings and opinions. Those around me are somewhat suprised, but they will just have to deal with it. I can't use food to stuff such things down anymore.
Love being on the site, but can't get into chat rooms lately...has anyone else had that problem?
Wow ... I'm completely lost! I knew there was some trouble with the site around the 20th because it seemed like no one was posting. Then I wasnt getting any e-mails saying anyone submitted a blog (at least the ones that I'm subscribed to). This is definitely going to take getting used to. A lot has happened recently since my last post ... besides the reformat of the site, all of these things contribute to the "WOAH" title of this blog. To begin with, my first fill went really well .. it was VERY conservative, only 1 ml and I felt nothing at all. She didnt want to do a lot since it was the week before Thanksgiving (I hope everyone had a great one by the way). I still feel no restriction though and cant wait for my second one, but I'm assuming it will still be just 1 ml since it will be right before Christmas. I really want to feel restriction though ... I feel like I dont even have the band and I feel that if I dont feel like I have it, how is it working for me? I'm stuck at 210 and not moving ... I'm supposed to be moving ... thats the whole point in getting this 30,000+ dollar surgery that put me out of commission for 2+ weeks to include complications and a trip to the ER ... when am I going to see more benefits of it? when am I going to fall in love my band? (Wow he really needs a name lol)
Number two Woah ... it was my 31 st birthday on the 23rd. I thought it was going to suck. Seriously ... my husband decided to go to see his family for thanksgiving without me and our daughter. Granted he wants nothing to do with me right now and I was told last week that he would be filing for divorce when he came back, praying he doesnt though! Anyways, I had no hopes for a nice birthday at all. but to my amazement it was one of the best birthdays i've ever had that i can remember! a friend took me out to lunch and then to get our nails done. again to my amazement she paid for me to get a full set of gel nails .. how freakin nice was that?! her daughter watched my daughter and when we got back to her house my daughter brought me a beaded bracelet she made me and a handmade, hand written by my 4 year old birthday card. it said happy birthday mommy i love you and she drew and colored a heart! my own heart just about melted! that was the first gift and card she has ever made me!! my mommy meter went through the roof!! well my daughter decided that i needed a cake because well .. it was my birthday. how could she sing happy birthday to me if there was no cake so we went to walmart and she picked out a cake (a single slice cake) and we shared it after we ate dominos pizza ( thin sliced and i ate chicken wings). after that we cuddled on the couch and watched movies... it was the most perfect day which i could not have imagined going that well at all ... OH and i've been searching for jobs like crazy and walmart and mcd's didnt even call for an interview but a college called for a secretarial position on my birthday! I was like YAY!!! such a great day!
Unfortunately that great day was followed by thanksgiving ... it was really hard for me because i had no family to spend it with, no great close friends to spend it with. i felt all alone and like no one cared for me at all ... i dont feel like my husbands family cares for me .. i know they love me but it just doesnt seem like they do. it was really hard thinking that he was with his familyl having the grandest time and i was stuck at home with no one. like i was the one being punished for standing for my marriage. i know that just lies and i cant believe them ... but it was just really hard. well i went to two dinners that night ... ate very slow and mostly protein and veggies and the dinners were a few hours apart. the first dinner was .. eh, i didnt really know alot of people and i was just totally bumming from earlier in the day. the second dinner was with a friend and her family who moved a way 4 years ago and just recently moved back and we hadnt been able to connect until last night. it was really great to see her and talk to her again. we used to meet up for lunches all the time when she worked at the local hospital as a social worker in the behavioral health dept. i was really wanting to talk to her about everything going on with my hubs and get her intake on it. anyways, we talked and my daughter got to play with her daughter, and we just had a nice evening. thank God my second dinner was better than the first, and i went home in a much better mood i went there in. its just really nice to reconnect with people. i hope we can keep close. tomorrow we are going to a boat parade on the river together which should be fun.
sorry this is so long, i really need to keep up with blogging. i am having some problems with the whole no restriction and feeling like i dont have the band. i'm trying to limit my portions, trying to eat better but some things just seem to make it past my lips and then i regret it later. if i could do this without the band i wouldnt have gotten it ... so why am doing it with the band but feel nothing?? is this what they call banders hell?? I never really knew what that referred to .. but if this is it ... then i'm in it!
I'm literally almost crying reading this. Mostly because I'mon this pre-op diet and these last two days have been difficult... but also because I needed this! Thank you! Congrats! And a BIG congrats on quitting smoking a second time! It was hard enough to do it once... So - when I say BIG congrats... I mean BIIIIIG congrats! ❤️
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